That Orange moon
Dark car evening July
Those words, deep, but passing me by
The deep Rush was gripping me blue but not you
All by that Orange Moon...
The days took to passing through
I searched in the crowd for you
Dust in the whisk of night
and sweet liquid life had stole you
Gone with that Orange Moon...
Dark room markers and cards
Bruised heart and chicken scratch art that I drew
You never knew that I drew
Of that night, and that Orange Moon...